The
other day I heard Rihanna’s “Umbrella” and it took me back to my early years of
my degree program and the bad-ass karaoke that me and my one (white) friend
from Mississippi used to go to, and because of that I became wistful and remembered how happy
and carefree I was back when "Umbrella" was playing on the radio all the time.
I then
texted my one (white) friend from Mississippi about how much fun karaoke was
and how everything somehow seemed different now somehow, and he replied –
I often think about that. Not necessarily about [the karaoke hostess], but what it was that made us so happy and
carefree. We’ve had our fun if we never
get well no more.
At that text, I was
shocked – not only that he’s thought again about that time in our lives, but that he’s
thought about it often, and specifically about why we were happier somehow
then compared to now.
It’s not
just me, to notice some change.
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